Not For The Weak Minded (исполнитель: Crooked I x Snow Tha Product)
Music affects your brain Whether people will admit it or not And you don't have to be weak minded for it to do something All I wanna do is go harder and harder Get smarter than Harvard, go hard with the slaughter To keep it one hundred, I think the industry wanna see a [bad word] like me depart as a martyr Walk in the water, the flow is immaculate Reading off the Dead Sea Scrolls as I'm rapping it The track, I'm crashing it, making it look like a Cadillac had a bad accident 'Cause y'all ain't passionate, catch a jab to your abdomen Then I'mma tap your chin, I'm a boss, you a applicant Y'all cats pretend, never ever, ever rap again Crooked I kick it in the hood, pistol to protect me 'cause I'm figuring it could Homie, I'm living like a genie in a lamp [bad word] me wrong, I wish a [bad word] would Killers ready to get dirty, some niggas who dress nerdy who ain't even touch 30 They quiet and ain't worthy, their firing ain't sturdy I've been a couple of light years from any [bad word] that wanna discern me So callate [bad word] Breaking Bad and I'm Tuco Got the Hublot hanging out my bulletproof coupe, though If you didn't, now you do know Yo, light that up, pour that up Middle finger music, throw that up Act like this 'cause we don't give a [bad word] We don't give a [bad word] 'Cause we don't give a [bad word] Why should I, man, with my good eye I can see all y'all snakes so I put my Foot up your [bad word] kill 'em with success Look how I pass 'em up, I'm like "Goodbye!" Million dollar [bad word] get bucked in the face If he ain't about money then your husband a waste I'mma switch the scenery up to a bank That's how a real [bad word] cut to the chase Pour a little vodka, load the Glock up Then roll some bomb up that'll blow Sadam up Pull up in the drop with Snow Tha Product We don't give a [bad word] is our code of conduct I've been at the [bad word] through customs since Man, I've been broke, I've been homeless, you packing Benz I've been at this since back when tax bracket [bad word] was way past any practical math I did Now I'm halfway past half to a capitalist Three-fourths day of the year, stay rap, top of the list Now I'm really getting my dividends and stacking up big Gotta go back to where I'm from to mentally handle this [bad word] 'Cause I've been a nobody so long, gonna readjust, get a North Hollywood home Still close enough to deal with [bad word] deals but yet far enough to be where Latin folks roam All originality with a capital O So the game wanna see a [bad word] broke with no soul So I grasp it tight because a chick like me know That I would rob these [bad word] 'cause old habits die slow Look, I never been a punk and I never been a [bad word] So you [bad word] [bad word] we all know the benefits 'Cause your 15's done when my 16's hit Heard games are for fun but this game's [bad word] [bad word] no, I did [bad word] this far to quit, this argument is not even real Went from not having a pot to [bad word] to coppin' whips and stocks and casas in hills All these new [bad word] talking but chill Watch when they get out of pocket, I'll kill Any of them, got plenty of friends, at any event I'll finish 'em off, no question, no squeal Yes, I am tired of all you [bad word] That [bad word] in the game 'cause you bought your butts Now you wanna claim fame 'cause some guy you [bad word] Is giving you a hood pass, should've passed you up But yup, of course you lie, sit there and organize, try to be more than just hoes Umm, thinking you sort of tight 'cause someone wrote your lines, thinking you whores have got flow No, you can record the lies, gimme some more so I finally listen and hear dough 'Cause I've been trying to [bad word] for a god [bad word] year But don't hear [bad word] but rip-offs and hoes Get off the blow, get up and get y'all a show I have been hitting the road, building my own Little by little but no, I do it all on my own Yes, I got dough, I don't split [bad word] but to roll [bad word] I can show y'all the ropes All of you hoes that got cosigns, clothesline dry [bad word] stale [bad word] [bad word] need those I don't Yo, light that up, pour that up Middle finger music, throw that up Act like this 'cause we don't give a [bad word] We don't give a [bad word] 'Cause we don't give a [bad word] In the underground they put me on the throne In the mainstream they say I don't belong Talk about a [bad word] only good for a freestyle, [bad word] that, we can go song-for-song Word, I'm killing the best of men Get rid of they next of kin, get rid of the pestilence I give 'em a testament, I'm rebuilding the West And I'm [bad word] off in the coffin that you resting in Skinny jeans and leggings, you're anything but legend I really bring the weapons, the semi beam behead you The guillotine'll sever my killing team and catch all my enemies I bet you the ten of these will break you apart, yeah Leaking in a puddle, whole hospital staff meeting in a huddle Trying to figure out how to put your body parts back together just like the pieces of a puzzle And I'm gone in the wind, yeah, I'm gone in the wind I was [bad word] up, broke, really Resting my Achilles, I'm balling again Never going broke, say [bad word] that [bad word] Yeah, [bad word] that [bad word] She don't [bad word] with Snow, [bad word] that [bad word] [bad word] that [bad word] Like imagination during [bad word] [bad word] what you think, what the [bad word] did you think? The day your opinions can cut me a check, that'll be the day I give a [bad word] what you think You weak minded